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The Visitor	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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CHAPTER 2
Light dropped the book to the floor and let go of his penis. It bobbed upwards, standing up exposed and bare for anyone to see. Light felt hands on his shoulders, on his neck, a sure deft touch, pressing and rubbing just right, like a professional masseuse. He melted backwards into the touch. Then a tongue was slipping along his collarbone oh so sensuously. Was it L, the prostitute, or both?
In answer, L came around in front of Light's chair, now fully naked, and knelt down in front of Light, eyeing Light's bobbing erection. L looked at it like it was a piece of candy and he was going to devour it. L said, "Shandy, stop touching him for the moment. Light needs to consent verbally or I won't let him join us."
Instantly, the hands and tongue were gone. Light whimpered at their absence. His need was so intense. He wanted to be touched, to touch himself. L said, "I'll let you jerk off here by yourself, and I can pretend not to watch but I will be. Or, you can join us. Do you want to get sucked off, Light? I can make it very pleasant for you."
Light realized then, he wanted L to watch, and he wanted to watch L's face as L watched him. Light said, "You pervert! Stay right there. Keep kneeling. If you're going to watch, you should at least get a good view."
Light reached down then with both hands, took hold of his erection, and began pumping up and down. It felt so good. He looked into L's face. L was frustrated, that's for sure. There was a look of intense horniness. L began to lean forward just a bit, almost imperceptivity. Light kept stroking, moaning louder than he needed to, just to get to L.
Light smirked as he saw sweat beading up on L's forehead, L's breath coming out in pants. L looked like he was going to pounce forward at any moment. Would he? Would he? Could Light make him crack? The idea was very pleasant. L had said he wouldn't do anything, but could Light make him go back on his word? Light pumped harder and moaned out, "Oh, Ryuzaki, you make me so horny."
L smiled then, a bigger smile than Light had ever seen on his face before, and stood up so that his own stiff erection was in Light's view.
L licked his palms and then began rubbing himself. His strokes were surer, more practiced, with complex little movements built into each stroke to swirl around the head of the penis every time he reached the top. He'd obviously put some real thought into learning to masturbate.
L put on his best sultry look, gazed directly into Light's eyes while continuing to pleasure himself, and said, "Light, I want to give you the best blow job of your life. Just say the word. We won't touch you unless you say it."
No, no way L would win. Light kept stroking, moaning more shamelessly, until even to his own ears he sounded like a porn star, fake and catering to an audience. But Light kept his eyes on L. L wasn't cracking. L wouldn't crack at all.
Light gritted his teeth and kept going. No... this was... his hand felt good, but it didn't feel good enough.
Light wanted L's fingers on him, those fingers that had obviously learned how to please, so delicate and dexterous. He wanted L's mouth enclosing him in its warm wetness, sucking, slurping and licking just as he did with his treats. The thought was... too much...
Light let his hand drop. He looked defiantly at L. No, this was only round one, L hadn't won yet. Besides, it wasn't losing if you got what you wanted.
Light said, "Yes, take me. Both of you."
At once, L's hands were on him, massaging his thighs, running over his stomach, each touch so good, but not a single touch on his penis. It ached with need. Then Shandy's hands came back to his neck and shoulders, taking away every bit of tension from that area, making each muscle melt the instant it was touched.
Light felt L licking along his inner thighs. He shivered. It was a sweet torment.
More, L. Please, more. Lick just a bit higher.
Meanwhile, Shandy leaned over and gave Light an open-mouthed kiss, one that felt so... professional. Everything about it was exactly right, so arousing. It wasn't sloppy or clumsy at all. Light closed his eyes, pretending it was instead L who had his tongue in his mouth, kissing back as Shandy's hands ran down Light's chest. Light felt L delicately bite his balls. Instantly, his penis became so much harder.
Light broke away from Shandy's kiss and said, "Bed. Now."
Shandy put his arms under Light's armpits and hauled him backwards onto the bed slowly, the chair tipping back as it unloaded Light, L following with his kisses, strokes and little bites, never stopping for a moment, pleasuring everywhere on Light's thighs, stomach and groin except the penis itself.
At the last moment, L grabbed Light's trousers and pulled them completely off in one swift movement, Light's underwear still stuck on one leg. Light kicked a couple of times and got free of his underwear as well. As soon as Light was completely out of the chair, L kicked it aside.
The two men carefully laid Light out on his back in the middle of the bed, put some very soft pillows under Light's head and shoulders, and then they crouched on either side of Light's groin area, touching and massaging Light's chest, stomach and thighs. Light's shirt was soon pushed all the way up and he was certain some buttons had been broken by the eager groping.
Every touch Shandy made was just right. He'd obviously had extensive training. He knew just where to touch, for how long, and in what way. Some touches were hard, nearly a pinch, others were delicate almost-not-there caresses, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wakes, while yet others were long, rubbing strokes, pressing deep into the muscle, melting away the tension. All were very arousing.
L was not as professional in his ministrations, but his fingers and mouth were quite skilled anyway. He had less of a masseuse's touch and more of a wild abandon, grabbing, rubbing, stroking, licking and biting. He used his mouth a lot more than Shandy, and Light shivered in arousal every time L's tongue, lips or teeth touched him.
Light was about to say he couldn't take it any more when he felt hot breath tickling his erection. He opened his eyes and saw both men about to latch onto his penis from either side. At some point, L must have dimmed the lights.
Now, in this half-dark, Shandy looked exactly like Light. There was no difference at all. Light had the eerie sensation that he was about to make love to his identical twin brother, or perhaps a demon freed from the mirror. Or maybe he was having an out-of-body experience, watching himself and L tentatively licking some other man's penis. Light shivered at the delicate wet touches, his penis straining and twitching with need.
Then it suddenly became very intense. Oh God, what are they doing! Light looked down and saw both men engaged in a vigorous open-mouthed kiss, except that Light's penis was always in the middle.
They went up and down Light's shaft repeatedly, their mouths and tongues battling it out, kissing fiercely, tongues slipping along Light's cock and plunging into each other's mouths over and over, first on one side, then on the other, up and down, up and down. The sensations were incredibly varied, with licking, slurping, pulling, and stroking all happening at once.
Light felt so much heat pooling right at the base of his penis, his balls drawing up so tightly. Panting hard, Light clutched his fingers into the sheets, knuckles whitening. This was so... God... it felt like... it felt he was like going insane. Light put one hand in his mouth and bit it, whimpering softly.
Then the sensations suddenly stopped. Light opened his eyes and saw the two men changing positions slightly, Shandy still to one side but L between his legs. Shandy began sucking on the tip of Light's penis, and then plunged the entire length in his mouth. He pumped slowly up and down. Light moaned.
Then, Light felt L between his legs, lower, L's hot breath tickling his balls, L's nose nuzzling into them. Then, in one sudden motion, L pulled both balls completely into his mouth, sucking on them hard, rolling them around, prodding them with his tongue. Light gasped. This was so good, so good. If Shandy wasn't so slow with his deep-throating strokes, Light would have come at once.
As it was, he felt himself getting closer, the excitement rising. Every sensation became more pronounced. L's hair tickling his thighs was driving him closer to the edge.
Then Light felt L let go of his balls and crawl up his body. L straddled Light's torso, his erection rubbing against Light's stomach. L looked into Light's eyes lovingly, then lowered himself, pressing his mouth against Light's lips, his tongue prodding, demanding entry.
Light could still feel Shandy sucking him off, but if anything the man had slowed down his speed even more. Shandy seemed distant, almost absent, but L, L was right there, right in Light's arms, and that's all he wanted. Light opened his mouth and received L's kiss.
It wasn't professional, like Shandy's kiss, but it was even better, full of passion instead of precision, a little bit sloppy, a little bit wild. But still, Light could tell L knew what he was doing. He'd had practice. Light leaned upward into the kiss, grabbing L's hair in both hands, letting L explore his mouth and then sucking on L's surprisingly full bottom lip.
Everything about the kiss felt hot, and right. A lover's kiss, not a whore's kiss. Light wrapped his arms around L, pressing fingers into his back. It felt so good to be kissing L, holding him, while Light's penis was throbbing and stimulated, so close to the edge.
Then L placed his mouth next to Light's ear, nibbling it gently, and then said, "I think you're about to come so I signaled Shandy to slow down. Do you want to come like this, or do you want to come with me inside you?"
Light shivered, then looked at L, his mind racing. He didn't say anything. He could barely think.
L said, "Have you ever had anyone inside before?"
"No," Light said, "not inside."
L said, "Do you want me to be your first? I promise it won't hurt, not even a little bit. I'll prepare you so well, you'll think you could take something much bigger than me. I know exactly how to do it."
Light nodded. Instantly, Shandy's mouth left his cock. Light whimpered at the sudden aching need, but L cuddled him and he calmed. Then Light heard sounds of rummaging around, and Shandy appeared once more, holding a weird greenish rubber thing. Was it a condom? No, it was the wrong shape. Shandy carefully fitted the thing over his tongue and lips, spreading lubricant from a tube onto it. Some kind of mouth condom?
L said, "Since he could be kissing either of us later tonight, this keeps everything completely sanitary. All three of us are disease-free, so we don't need latex barriers for that purpose."
Light thought he knew what was coming next, but he still gasped at the unexpectedness of the sensation. A warm, wet probing tongue was running around the periphery of his anus, stimulating the ring of tight muscle. It felt good, but very weird. Then Light gasped again. The tongue was probing inside.
It was so shocking, yet it felt so good. Light closed his eyes and shivered. L held Light especially close, petting his stomach, nuzzling the side of his neck, his hard cock still nestled against Light's stomach. Light felt the tongue pressing further in, invading him, and he dug his hands into L, pressing him close, shivering and gasping. It was such a weird sensation, not at all like having his penis stimulated, but just as arousing.
"Ah," Light cried out, and kind of jerked, as the wet, probing tongue sank in even further.
How long was it anyway? Probably just that long, because it stayed at that level and wiggled around, each movement sending another shock of arousal through Light. He wanted to clamp down on that tongue, but he also wanted to spread out, to open up, to receive it deeper and deeper within him.
L cuddled tighter to Light, looking deeply into his face, their breaths intermingling, their noses almost touching. L was clearly enjoying seeing each new shock of arousal as Light tried to deal with it. It was so nice to have L here, next to his face, wrapped in his arms, L's hard cock rubbing gently against his stomach with each slight shift in position.
Then Light felt it happening inside. Somehow, muscles he didn't know he had were loosening up, he was getting bigger inside, opening. It felt like such a large space now. Then something hard but very well lubricated... a finger?... slid in, going even deeper than the tongue. It felt good but so weird.
Light tensed up and grabbed onto L harder, but L petted Light's hair and said, "Shhhh... Shhhh... just relax. Relax and it will feel so pleasurable."
L was right. It didn't hurt even slightly. Light was so aroused and he wanted to open up. Yes. Light felt that internal spreading sensation again. Then, there was a second finger, and a third, and they were moving.
The tongue was still inside, moving as well, sometimes plunging inside next to the fingers, sometimes running around and around the ring of muscle at the entrance, which no longer felt tight, but very, very loose.
Light experienced that opening sensation some more, and found himself fantasizing about the entire fist plunging inside him, going deep, deep within, spreading him wide, filling him, plunging to his very core. His head was tossing now as he panted and moaned, and he felt that he was getting used to the weirdness aspect, and was now just mainly experiencing the arousal.
L pet him, kissed him and cuddled him constantly, making him feel like it was all L doing this to him, with nobody else present. Then, while the tongue was still flickering around the opening, the fingers suddenly went deeper than before and hooked at an angle. There was an intense burst of sensation deep inside and Light cried out. L smiled and said, "Prostate gland."
The fingers came in at that angle again, making Light shiver and moan, then they pulled out and plunged in again, fucking him properly, making him pant and whine, needing to be impaled again and again.
L's chest was pressed very tightly to his own chest now, and L kept planting feverish kisses all over his face, his hands underneath Light's back, pressing upwards, holding tight. Light felt like he could have an orgasm this way, with no penis stimulation whatsoever. He wanted more inside him, something bigger, wanted to be stretched. He squirmed in frustration.
Wait! How could he have been so stupid? Light pulled back from L's kiss and said, "Please fuck me now."
In a flash, Shandy was gone and L had put himself between Light's legs. L lifted up Light's bottom, put a pillow underneath, and then, leaning down, gave a few licks to Light's hard, straining penis. Light moaned. L was such a tease. Then Light felt something hard pressing against his opening. He gasped at the sensation.
Yes, it was... it was slipping inside, ever so slowly. It was slippery, yet so very hard. It really was stretching him, even in his loosened state. This is just what Light had wanted. Slowly, slowly it was going further in, so big, so tight, but it didn't hurt at all. Light wiggled, tried to raise his hips to press it in farther, but L held his hips down and continued pressing in at his own speed.
Light looked up at L's face. This was L, pushing inside him, making him feel so good. L was letting him do this. L wanted it. Light knew he had made L want him. L pressed further, making Light wiggle. It was almost uncomfortable now, but it still didn't hurt.
Then L slipped in all the way, sheathing himself completely. Light cried out. It almost hurt, almost, but not quite. It was so full, so tight, there was no room. L panted and stayed still inside him, perhaps swelling a bit bigger from arousal, perhaps twitching ever so slightly, it was hard to tell.
Light tried to wiggle, tried to thrust, but L held him down and said, "Not yet, not quite. Wait until you feel it."
Light lay there obediently, panting, wanting, feeling so stretched. L reached down and fondled Light's cock gently, not really stroking it, just touching, brief rubs.
Light moaned and felt himself open a bit further inside. It had seemed impossible, but he felt the sensation of L's cock slipping ever so slightly further in, so delicious, right where it should be. He still felt stretched, so stretched, impossibly impaled.
"Is that it?" Light asked.
L shook his head and started stroking Light's penis a bit more. Then, Light felt it. The sensation didn't feel natural. There was a heat, a warmth, all along L's length inside him. It was burning, spreading outward. Then it started tingling, a really strong tingle along with the flushing, unnatural heat.
Light said, "What, what is that?"
L said, "I used a lubrication on my penis that tingles and warms. It should help you open up better, since this is your first time."
Light panted, feeling it. L was still holding him down, but was rocking just slightly now. The tingling and the burning heat, it really did make him want to... yes... it was relaxing him even more. It was so warm, he was melting inside.
Light shuddered with desire. Then L was moving, and the sensation was exquisite, just on the edge of pain but not quite. Burning, tingling, pressing in and out slowly, so hard and slippery.
Light squeezed with his internal muscles each time L pulled out, trying to hang on to him, feeling the need to have him stay so deep inside, almost not wanting him to move outward at all. Then when L moved in, Light opened up, spreading his legs, trying to suck in L all the way, to his very center.
All this time, L used one hand to stroke Light's penis, very gently. It wasn't enough. It was maddening. The strokes were so soft and delicate, they just teased Light's penis into a greater state of arousal. He wanted more. He wanted hard fucking inside him, and a hand job with a firm grip and brisk strokes.
Light pulled himself harder toward L on the in strokes, lacing his hands behind L's back to give him better purchase. He wanted it, he couldn't get it. He was gasping and moaning his pleasure, it felt so good but it fell short. L, damn him, he wouldn't speed up his plunges inside or stroke hard with a strong grip.
Then L said, "Ah, yes. You're adjusting nicely. Let's go to the next stage."
And everything abruptly changed. L pushed the pillow a bit further under Light to change the angle, and the next time L plunged in, he scored a direct hit on that bundle of nerves. Light bucked upwards in pleasure, wrapping his legs around L's torso.
In return, L plunged in harder the next time, hitting it again, then yet harder, seeming to sink even further into Light every time he thrust at this new angle. The thrusts were speeding up, L was moaning deliciously, and nearly every thrust hit the prostate. There were sparks inside Light now, a growing warmth that had nothing to do with the special lubrication.
His penis was still stiff and straining, but he'd forgotten about it with the proper fucking he was getting on the inside now. L was thrusting harder and faster, leaning down every so often to kiss Light, moaning Light's name. Light was lost in a fog of arousal, writhing in pleasure, being delightfully impaled over and over again. Yes, this is what he'd wanted. It was getting... so... hot and tight and... everything was flowing toward his groin... yes... it would be soon...
L grabbed Light's penis then, and began stroking it properly, firm and tight, in perfect rhythm with the internal thrusts.
L leaned down next to Light's ear and said, "Do you want to come in my hand, or do you want oral while I'm fucking you?"
"I want to be sucked off," Light said, and a blush colored his face, but it was true, he did want it, he didn't care if two men were doing it to him, as long as L was the one inside him and he got to watch L's face as he came.
In a flash, Light felt his cock enveloped in wet warmth, being sucked properly, hard and fast, the pace increasing. He kept his eyes on L's face as the excitement rose inside. L was fucking him with complete abandon, his eyes half-closed, plunging in fierce and hard, no attempt to be gentle. Everything was rising inside Light now, a white-hot heat, his balls so tight, every part of him quivering, straining.
He said, "I'm going to... I'm going to..."
And then Light couldn't hold it in any more. Everything rose up through his penis in a hot, burning flash, spasming out into the mouth that felt so good, sucking him and enclosing him, while L was deep inside, thrusting into just the right place in his quivering insides, the inner walls grabbing onto L's cock in rhythm with Light's orgasm.
Then L let out a strangled grunt, his face flushed redder than Light had ever seen before, and he seated himself very deeply inside Light with a single vicious thrust. Light felt hot liquid pouring into him, so dirty and sticky, and the twitching of L's penis gave little aftershocks to Light's own orgasm.
Then L was leaning down. The whore was nowhere to be seen. Nothing was between Light and L. L continued leaning down, kissing Light on the lips, wrapping his arms around Light, nibbling gently on his ear, tugging with his teeth. Then Light felt L pulling out, and L climbed completely on top of him, pressing himself tightly to Light, completely unashamed of the stickiness all over Light's stomach, clinging to Light in a monkey-like embrace, arms and legs wrapped tight around Light's torso.
L was kissing him, hugging so close, snuggling his face into the space between Light's shoulder and neck. L's entire body relaxed, went totally limp. His breathing was warm and content in Light's ear. Light felt the rhythm of L's breathing, the beating of his heart. After a minute, Light almost thought L was asleep, but then he spoke.
L said, "Are you completely averse to women? I might order a woman next time. I've got a food fetish too. We could cover her with frosting and sweets, lick her clean, take her at the same time from either end, and then do each other. How does that sound?"
A/N (Author's Note):
I am thinking of writing a one-shot PWP sequel to this, based on what L suggested in the last line. If you think I should, please say to in a review.
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